Well who would have thought it ehh. Back in August 1995 hubby had a car crash, rushed off to A&E, tests etc, told it was just a haematoma due to the seat belt crushing into hubby, weeks of pain and discomfort then to be told actually it is TC but not to worry because it had not spread. Then after first op referred to cancer unit and oops, it has spread and rapidly. It all went downhill from then.......
Not for one minute did we think we would still be doing the rounds 15 years later. They told us it was one of the best to get, most curable, if you went more than three years in remission then it was not likely to return. Hubby had to be the odd one out. It has now returned six times and just to top it off he then went and developed thyroid cancer to boot. Oh what a journey! My brain has become a medical dictionary, I know alsorts of chemo regimes, what they do and don't do, I know how to clean a hickman line, how to take out stiches and I have even been in the recovery suite as the ops finished. We have had to deal with all the problems that seem to come with illness, financial worries, children concerns etc etc My own body has turned on itself and I am now auto immune, along with numerous other ailments and a goods night sleep wouldn't go amiss but at least we are still here to moan...
Today was Friday 13th and we had to go to the hospital for the three weekly chemo. I bit my tongue not wanting to say what day it was just in case! But it actually turned out in our favour. Normally we would have to sit in lanes of traffic backed up on three motorways, we would then have to wait hours and hours for chemo, which meant hitting the teatime traffic on the way back. Not today - we did have a two hour wait to see the doc as he was on holiday so registrars were in charge but we could not believe when they rang us from the ward after about twenty minutes to say hubby's chemo was ready. Up we went, no queues, no delays and within 15 minutes we were nearly running to our car (if only we could run) and we were home before 3pm. The really good news is that for the fourth month running hubby is still in remission with nothing detected which means he has also gone eight months with his bloods in the normal bracket. Under 10 is normal but under 5 is undetectable and he is still under 5. Yippee. Here's to another 15 years but hopefully without all the trauma.
